Perfect Addiction Claudia Tan Novels & Stories

“Stella is special, she makes my mind go blank and makes me want to be the perfect person alive for her.” “You really have it bad, don’t you?” Tomi looked at me with pity. “Yes I do, now I can’t have the two best girls in my life fighting and Stella will not offer a second chance, that’s just the person she is.” “Second chance? When did she offer the first?” Tomi flared up but I shook my head at her. “When she offered her hand for you to shake and you terribly snubbed her.” Tomi drifted her eyes to the floor at my words.

But Claudia’s standard was way too high, for a pure-blood like her, having a true-blood mate was enough to boost her pride and walk around with her head up. “Nah, I rather buss a bottle. We agreed to drink, not to make out,” Claudia responded. She rested her back on the table when Rupert’s grip loosened. Grabbing a bottle beside her, Claudia chugged it down while laying down. The wine dribbled on her neck down her chest but she felt hot. As for the reason why; she preferred to blame it on alcohol and not because of someone else who kept staring at her while she drowned herself in red wines. “Don’t look at me like I’m some kind of rare meat. I’m telling you, doctor, you won’t have a piece of

He rubbed slow circles against my clit and dragged his fangs across my throat once more. It tipped me right over the edge and my mouth fell open in a scream. Xavier held my head tightly against his chest as I rode out the pleasure, rocking myself against his hand. “There you go," he hummed, "such a good girl." He smiled, slowly removing his fingers when my body finally relaxed. I collapsed almost instantly, my thighs soaking wet and my muscles aching with exhaustion. Xavier laid back on the bed and pulled me over. I closed my eyes, tucking myself against him as his arms wrapped tightly around me.

Orion laughed so hard and gently punched his shoulder. "Has your type of woman changed, bro?" He devoured the chips he brought earlier while forcing himself not to laugh. "Drop it, bro." Kolten exasperatedly said before he threw him his bag out of irritation. I smiled while looking at them fighting like kids. "There you are, Kolten!" A flirty tone of a familiar voice got our attention. It's Katie. A desperate admirer of him. She's in the same department as Lia and Zette. Her squad is with her as she walked closer to our table. She purposely twirls her shoulder-length hair and slightly touches a few strands of her bangs. She has a tan skin tone who obviously likes dark outfits, wearing a knit

Yet he made it look expensive, manly and terrifying all at once. It fit his body snug like it was second skin and I could see the sneak of his tattoos on his neck. He crouched down until he was at eye level with me. He didn't say anything, simply looked over my features. I avoided his gaze, hating that he was looking at my face. My face was what I was most insecure about. It's why I never left the house. I didn't want anyone to see it. Evan though Oden loved my face and Xavier and a Penelope kept telling me that I was perfect just the way that I am, I knew that my face was different.

She hated how good she was at pretending. So Ava took the lead, lauching into a full rundown of everything Delilah had missed. “Okay. Tanya got married… yes, to that idiot from accounting. And remember Rachel from science class? She moved to L. A, and got a nose job. Looks like a barbie now. Not ina good way. ” Delilah laughed softly. “And then, there is Kelly. ” Avant continued. “ You remember Kelly. She owns a spa now, talks about denoxing your aura with moon rocks. Total nonsense. But hey…. business is business.”

When I found out I was going to die, I accepted it with ease. My mate, Simon Knightley, came to me with a sullen expression and said, "Zora, Laila has been in poor health since birth. She's an Omega with the weakest healing ability. "One of her kidneys is failing, and she needs a transplant to survive."

My fingers worked hastily to undo his buttons, exposing his solid chest, with ridges and ridges of defined muscles and abs, a ghastly scar at the center of his chest, and the small tattoo there Everything in me melted, hummingbirds fluttered widely in my stomach and I drew in my bottom lip to my mouth, almost drooling at the sight of him “You're perfect" The word slipped out of me on its own. And it was the truth. Clayton was perfect, in fact, he was beyond perfect Before my brain could catch up, I was already leaning in, kissing the scar that sat above his heart. Clayton's muscles tensed, and I could feel the moment his breath turned ragged and harsh, like he was nearing a breaking point He

Inner Devil: ‘Oh, we’re just getting started—Ahhh! Freya locked up her thoughts again. “I think I have given you too much freedom. Back to the cage! I’ll prove to you that there is a perfect man out there for me, and it doesn’t have to be Kenneth! Besides, he isn’t that perfect! He also has flaws!” Inner Devil 2: ‘I bet his flaws are perfect.’